Monday, May 11, 2015

Going Back for Seconds

I spent the morning writing up
yesterday's encounter.I couldn't resist
the urge anymore to text you a good morning and let you know that I was working
on the story and it was driving the need for me to see you today.I don't actually expect to see you again so
soon, but just want you to know that I want you.In answer, I receive pictures from the gym so
I can see how hard you've been working out and even better a picture of you
sweaty after the gym.So not helpful,
but you know that.I finally finish the
story and send it to you for review.I
send a text letting you know its waiting and that if the housekeeper wasn't
here, I would find a quiet spot to take care of myself after writing.The following text exchange occurs in
response to reading the story:

I'm hard.

I want it.

Want to drink it?

Yes.

Badly.

I don't have much time.

Ok.

Come get it if you like.

I throw some shoes on and head
out the door like giddy fucking school girl.I pull up to your house, leave everything in the car, and race up to the
door.The door opens, I walk in, slide
my jacket from my shoulders as you say hello and ask how my morning is.I never really stop heading for your bedroom,
let the jacket fall to the floor as I go and reply that is has been good and
about to get better as I continue past you.You shut the door behind us and the world melts away.

I approach the bed, kick my shoes
off and leave everything else on.You
have come in and made your way to the other side of the bed, which is unusual
for us, and start to undress.I come
over to meet you as you warn me you haven't gotten to shower yet after the
gym.It’s like it's my fucking birthday
or something today, and a huge grin spreads across my face.The smell of you after a shower with all of
your man products is wet inducing for sure, but that pure Jay smell, stronger
after a workout, that will stop me in my tracks and make me lose track of what
I'm doing.You catch my reaction as I
approach and wearing a grin of your own, reply with I thought you might like
that.I answer with I do as I help take
your shirt off, and lean in to give you a kiss as I run my fingers down your
solid chest passing your hard nipples on my way to my final destination.Your own hands help guide me the rest of the
way as I come to rest on your semi hard cock.

I stroke you gently, and use my
other hand to take hold of your balls as I do.Once I am settled, your hands find a new resting place of their
own.One holds my head in place and the
other is wrapped firmly, without threatening, around my neck.I know it's going to be a while before I get
another kiss this good so I sink fully into it.Your hand tightens just enough to change the shape of my windpipe and my
breath sounds foreign as it passes through your grip.You lift slightly and I'm on my tip toes as
you kiss me deeply.The strangled sound
of my breath echoes loudly in my ears as we continue to kiss, and I feel for
the very first time that you hold my life in your hands.My body relaxes into your hold and I fall
deeply into my trust for you in that moment.Without loosening that grip, you pull my head down to your chest and
whisper into my ear that you plan to choke me while I cum soon.I breathe you in deeply and hear that foreign
sound again as my breath struggles just enough to rush past your hold.Realizing that I have stopped stroking your
cock during the kiss, I release my own tight grip from your shaft.I open my eyes just as you continue your
thought.

But first I want to watch you
suck my cock in the mirror.

You release your grip, start
guiding me down, and I watch myself in the full length mirror as I sink to my
knees.I turn my gaze back to you and
take your cock deep in my mouth.There
is no more guidance, your hands at your side, letting me show you what I can
do.I continue to get you wet and work
your shaft fully to the tip.Up and
down, running my tongue against the gentle ridges as I go.There is just the slightest hint of salt as I
go and I take a moment to look up at you.I hear a soft moan from you before you jump into telling me how I've
become such a good cock sucker.I hum my
approval as you continue.Quite the
little cum slut.Telling me how hard you
got thinking about me wearing that butt plug yesterday.I hum another approval.

You take yourself into your own
hands and signal for me to move to your balls.I suck one in as your hand works so closely to my face.Tugging gently, and swirl my tongue around
it.The dialogue continues as we work.

Do you think Elizabeth will like
reading about herself in the blog?

Yes, I do.I go back to work, moving to the other side
and take your other ball in my mouth.This time tugging a little harder as I go.I’m aching to hear another soft moan from
you.

You never told me about taking
the butt plug and the balls out.

I pull away again to answer.I kept them in until after dance class, so
waiting on the hard bench for 2 hours wasn't all that fun.

You wore them all day?

Well, yes. You said you wanted me to...

Good fucking girl.A small moan escapes you as you contemplate
this, and I continue with the story.

I lost a ball while I was waiting
at dance.

You chuckle a little with
surprise.You lost a ball?

I didn't lose it, I mean I still
have it.It just dropped out of my
pussy.I laugh a little myself.

Did it roll across the
floor?A little more laughter from us
both as your continue to work yourself inches from my face.

No, but I did worry about
that.It just dropped into my panties
and then I went to the bathroom to retrieve it, praying it didn't escape on my
way.A little more laughter, and I think
this is probably the lightest conversation we've ever had in the midst of a
session.I kind of love kneeling in
front of you talking, while you are working yourself over.

I go back to sucking what is now
a rock hard cock, having benefited from your expert hands for sure.I am a little too aggressive, still worried
about time, and scrap my teeth down your shaft.You don't seem to flinch, but I try to ease up and just work the tip a
little until I settle down.My hand
doing most of the work for me.

You pull out once again and order
me back to your balls.I grip your ass
hard and pull you fully into me.Moving
to another subject, you ask if I am going to write that girl.I pull away again to answer.

Yes, but I didn't get to hear
what you wanted me to tell her.

I'll let you decide.

Are you sure? Because it seemed
like you had a specific idea.

Yes.I want you to say what you want to her.I'll let you know what I think about it
later.

I go back to sucking your cock
while I think about how you are being so mean.You know I crave the direction.Probably a good thing though since the direction your note was going was
very kinky and she specifically says she doesn’t want to talk kink right
away.I don't like it either, so I'm
bound to respect her wishes.I take you
as deep as I can cutting off my airway over and over again until I hear your
request to look at myself in the mirror.I concede and it's beautiful really, although would be better if I was
much closer to naked.I love how my long
red hair falls down my back while my head is tilted taking you in.I pause for just a moment to say that it's a
pretty picture, and then go right back to work.

Do you want a picture?Or maybe a video of me painting your face
again?

I don't answer.Just keep working trying to see how far I can
take you before I hit my gag reflex.

Or do you want to drink it down?

I pause and look up at you and I
run my hands down your legs before I answer.I don't want to stop.I want to
drink it.Please.

Come over to the bed and lay back
with your head at the edge.

I do as I'm asked and get ready
for you to step forward over my face.I
hear your direction to suck on your balls like I love to do, but I am already
greedily trying to work them both in at once, even though I know it's
impossible for me.I bury my face deep
in your ass as I do and I feel you rock a little.That just drives the desire to dig in more
and even my jeans are wet at this point.I know
that you're talking, but I'm only catching bits and pieces.I'm so lost and desperate for you to
cum.I hear a gruff you're going to make
me cum, and I dig in harder.

You step away and tell me to open
my mouth.I do as I'm told and close my
eyes, patiently waiting to be fed.I
hear the familiar call of your release as several ah fucks come racing out and
my mouth begins to fill with your warm salty cum.Seems like more than yesterday as you just
keep going.My name a soft echo in the
room as you fill my mouth.I start to
wonder if I'll overflow just as you start to die down.Without swallowing, I take your cock in my
mouth, using my lips to clean you as I pull them from shaft to tip.Once I let you go, I swallow with a mmmm
possibly only heard by me.I take you in
one last time to savor the taste, and lick the tip clean.I'm sure I have the biggest smile on my face
as I look up at you and give you a well done.We both laugh a little at the silliness of the comment and get ready to
move on with our day.